Chapter 17
Kayla looked touched, but she still shook her head gently. “Melvin, please don’t do this. No matter what, Felicia is still my sister. I wouldn’t want you to do something like this for my sake…”
Melvin didn’t catch much of what she said, but hearing her calling his name sent him soaring. After pursuing Kayla for over a year, doing everything from sweet gestures to thoughtful favors, he had never once received a smile from her–let alone her calling him his name.
Now, at her most vulnerable moment, if he didn’t step in, who would?
Determined, Melvin thumped his chest. “Kayla, don’t worry about it. I promise to make this right. As long as you’re happy, I’ll do whatever it takes!”
Melvin left the Fuller residence, dialing up one of his lackeys as he walked. By sheer coincidence, one of his men was Lance, the loan shark who lent Shawn money.
“Lance, I need you to do me a favor.”
He pulled out a cigarette but tossed it aside, remembering how Kayla disliked smokers. “I need you to handle a girl named Felicia Fuller. Do whatever it takes; I want her to disappear from Khogend.”
On the other end, Lance paused, recognizing the name. “Mr. Chavez, are you talking about the real heiress that just reunited with the Fuller family?”
“Yes.”
After getting a definite answer, Lance smirked and slapped his thigh. “Don’t worry, Mr. Chavez, leave it to me!”
Ever since Felicia returned to the Fuller family, Shawn had transformed from a broke gambler to a rich man overnight, raking in 50 million dollars from the Fullers.
He not only paid off his debts but was now flaunting his wealth–buying lavish gifts for women one day. and gambling big the next.
Lance had been trying to use Shawn to control Felicia, but opportunities slipped through his fingers. He let out a sly chuckle as he had a new plan for handling Felicia.
“Just make sure it’s clean. Once it’s done, you’ll be well rewarded,” Melvin said.
“No problem.”
After the call ended, Lance called over his lackey. “Find out where Felicia is, follow her, and when she’s alone, grab her!”
His lackey hesitated. “But Mr. Thompson, she’s still a Fuller family heiress If they find out we’re behind. this, we’ll be in trouble!”
“Who cares? With Melvin Chavez backing us, the Fuller family won’t dare touch us!”
Melvin’s family was one of the four prestigious familles,in Khogend–far more powerful than the Fuller family.
The lackey scratched his head. He wanted to point out that Matthew had his heart set on Felicia becoming his granddaughter–in–law, and this could offend the Lawsons as well.
The Lawson family was the head of the four prestigious families, a century–old noble lineage that left the Chavez family in the dust with generations of wealth and power.
But before he could speak, Lance kicked him. “Quit wasting time and go!”
“Right away!”
The lackey scrambled away, rolling and crawling as he went.
Since the banquet had ended, the once harmonious atmosphere at the Fuller residence had shattered. Myra and Dexter had been fighting ever since, caught in a silent cold war.
More accurately, Myra was waging it alone. No amount of appeasing from Dexter could change that
She focused all her attention on Kayla, who she believed had suffered a grave injustice while managing her beauty salon.
Since the day Felicia overheard their argument, neither parent knew how to face her, so they intentionally avoided her. Even under the same roof, they wouldn’t cross paths.
They felt guilty, but to the maids, it was evident that Felicia was being pushed aside.
“Ms. Fuller is really quite pitiful,” one whispered. “Her father doesn’t care; her mother’s indifferent. She has nothing apart from being the real heiress.”
“Exactly! Even if they’re related by blood, it still doesn’t compare to the bond with someone you’ve raised yourself.”
then, Holly walked by with a tray, catching their words and scoffing. “Oh, come on! Don’t forget about her talent for seducing men?”
